Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

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Chapter 173

As they passed by Jack and Tyler, the two children looked at her with reluctant expressions. Aveline smiled at them to comfort them.

Owen didn’t say anything, but kept watching her as she boarded the helicopter. He knew it wasn’t the right time now. Alexander couldn’t die here; he couldn’t bring trouble to the island. But once they

left this island…

A fierce look filled Owen’s eyes, and coincidentally, Alexander turned back as if sensing something

at that moment.

Their gazes met in the air, like a lion and a tiger, and then quickly separated. They understood that today was not the end.

Aveline didn’t have time to say goodbye and left the island. She looked at the small wooden house, the giant cherry blossom tree, and Aunt Amelia standing at the door, as well as the children, all watching her leave. And Owen, who had disappeared at some point, the sunlight only capturing his back, like a lone wolf gradually disappearing into the forest.

Goodbye, little island.

Aveline closed her eyes. It was a pity that she didn’t get to see the cherry blossoms bloom. And Alexander bringing her back so openly would definitely be discovered, ruining her plan.

“What’s wrong? Reluctant to leave?” Alexander’s deep voice sounded in her ear.

with a wrong sentence. She shook her head, but for a moment, she didn’t know how to answer. The truth would make Alexander angry, but a lie could

had seeped into her bones, and Aveline

to realize this too. He leaned towards her, and Aveline reflexively trembled, like a startled cat, looking at him with a guarded expression.

dare to struggle and stayed motionless, leaning against

heartbeat.

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thoughts or

frembling when she got off the plane. Alexander’s peripheral vision fell on her trembling

sensitive and timid than before, as if she were a stray cat in the wild, wary of

he did nothing but just glanced at her, her body trembled

had returned, she had become more sensitive and

and no longer dared

of Aveline made Alexander feel

angry again,

nothing.

he angry?

the pocket of her hidden wooden slingshot, hoping